Stars For The Weary

Grrrrr

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:04:03 GMT

I can't seem to construct intelligent sentences at the moment. Work is rather trying today. I'm gonna stick with grrr, that seems to sum it all for me.

Downtown

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 18:39:27 GMT

I realize it's not the greatest photo, I took it with my phone's camera after all, but I just really like the way all the different lights in it work together to create something a little magical, of course that could just be me, lol.

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"Things"

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 21:40:58 GMT

I stumbled on this poem a year ago, maybe two. It may do nothing for you, but for me, at the time, standing there in the bookstore reading it, it was like the world went away, like I couldn't breathe. It just resonated, just really clicked and meant something to me.

"Things"

What happened is, we grew lonely
living among the things,
so we gave the clock a face,
the chair a back,
the table four stout legs
which will never suffer fatigue.

We fitted our shoes with tongues
as smooth as our own
and hung tongues inside bells
so we could listen
to their emotional language,

and because we loved graceful profiles
the pitcher received a lip,
the bottle a long, slender neck.

Even what was beyond us
was recast in our image;
we gave the country a heart,
the storm an eye,
the cave a mouth
so we could pass into safety.

Lisel Mueller

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Best "Supernatural" Episode Synopsis EVER!

Sat, 11 Oct 2008 19:50:44 GMT

I really don't think any of you would find this spoilery, but I'm putting it under a cut all the same, because one can never be too careful I suppose.

I snapped a photo of the caption and it's now serving as the wallpaper on my phone. Why? Because clearly my dorkiness knows no shame.

One Of The Most Important Days Of The Year

Tue, 08 Apr 2008 18:03:59 GMT

Happy Happy Happy Birthday to the coolest girl I know. Happy Birthday Barb!

You're not just one of the greatest people alive, you're also one of the greatest friends imaginable.

My hope, my wish this day is for you to be inundated with blessings, gifts, and joy beyond measure. No one is more deserving of all the best life has to offer. No one else I know deserves planet sized truckloads of happiness as much as you do.

I do have a birthday box o' fun that will be making it's way to you shortly. I apologize that it's not there in time for your actual birthday, but it will get there soon dear, that's a promise.

Have the best, brightest, most wonder filled, crazy, fantastic birthday, Barb. You are awesome times awesome and I hope your day turns out as amazing as you are.

*Tackle Hug!!!*

P.S.
I was planning to get you that Yak T-shirt Dei got you (or I can only assume it's the same one, how many Yak t-shirts can there be out there, you know?). So, yeah, she beat me too it, but I want you to know I had the same very plan. :D XD
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A Whole boatload of thank you

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 15:24:44 GMT

I'm a bit behind and out of sorts lately, so this thank you is belated and overdue.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, Maygra, for the virtual chocolates and most of all for the kind thought. You never cease to make my day. *Hugs you like crazy*

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Little Breakdowns

Thu, 14 Feb 2008 12:54:17 GMT

I fell
Because I feel
Like everything is easy
I cascade through the places previously locked to me
I drift a fool wrapped in sweetness and your voice
Always being this blue, this green, dappled in sunlight kisses
Sound washes over me, like it's the first time
Like it's all I've ever known, it's how I breathe now, how I survive
All the universe relying on this, you and me
I'm over, over the initial drop, echoes humming in my mind
I fall, I fell
Thinking
Of you

10/9/05

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Attention Attention My Beautiful Babies!

Tue, 29 Jan 2008 19:33:59 GMT

I'm going to be out of reach of the internet for a couple weeks or so. I mention this so none of you feel ignored. I have plenty of changes to share, but no time to share any of them at the moment. Have a fantastic couple of weeks everyone.

Peace & Love,
Red

P.S.
Andie I'm sorry I won't be around to wish you happy birthday, but I'm wishing it now. Have a beautiful, special, and absolutely perfect birthday. I'm wishing you the best day possible, honey. *HUG*

Magical, that about sums it up.

Sat, 26 Jan 2008 17:21:12 GMT

Thursday (otherwise known as Dean Winchester's birthday, lol) I celebrated my own birthday a little early with Barb. She took me out to dinner, which was fantastic. We talked about this, that, and the other thing, and we ended up laughing at how wonderful and simultaneously dreadful fandom can be.

After dinner we sat and listened to Larry Murante play at Crossroads. The guy has quite the voice on him. He's this terrific mixture of Colin Hay and Bruce Hornsby with an extra bit oomph that's all his own.

When the musical portion of the evening was over we wandered around Barnes and Noble misbehaving and being generally silly. You know how a group of lions is a pride, a group of crows is a murder, and a group of bears is a sleuth? Well, since we couldn't find a decent description of a collection of jellyfish (most books just called them jellies, boooring) we've decided a group of jellyfish from here on out shall be known as a smucker of jellyfish. Go on, use it, you know you want to. ;)

Yesterday, my actual birthday was very mellow. I conned Kyle into marathoning a bunch of Supernatural with me before he had to work. Mostly I just spent the day receiving well wishes from family and friends, which was pretty wonderful. Thanks guys. :D

This morning I dragged myself out bed (I just didn't sleep well for whatever reason last night) and chauffeured Kyle to work. At the moment I'm cleaning the place up a bit because I have friends from Wisconsin (Kelly and Kim) flying in later this morning. They'll be here all week but aren't here exclusively just to visit me, they have another friend out here and they'll be staying with her. I'll be tagging along with their sightseeing here and there when possible.

Barb, if you're reading this, I still expect to hang with you whenever you've free time this week. There's no escaping it, just consign yourself to it now. :P

Have a great weekend everybody. :)

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That one kitty cat said best when he said...

Fri, 25 Jan 2008 23:08:27 GMT

I would make out with J. J. Abrams brain if I could.

Sat, 19 Jan 2008 20:27:13 GMT

At least that's what I told Barb after we saw "Cloverfield" last night. Kyle, Barb, and I went to an earlier showing yesterday evening, and let me just say, "wow". Okay, admittedly I am a bit of a Abrams fanboy, but honestly, impartially, this was a terrific flick. The story was well crafted and the actors did a wonderful job of drawing me in. As for the scary stuff (of which there is much), it was genuinely scary. I'm not easily freaked out by movies, but I was covering my eyes repeatedly and squirming in my theatre seat. Even after the film was over and I was home safe and sound, the hairs on the back of my neck continued to prickle. Good times people, good times. :D

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Crack Cocaine Of The Literary World

Thu, 17 Jan 2008 16:41:26 GMT

"I'd visited enough Poetry to know that it's an emotionally draining place and on a completely different level. Whereas story is processed in the mind in a straightforward manner, poetry bypasses rational thought and goes straight to the limbic system and lights it up like a brushfire. It's the crack cocaine of the literary world."

Jasper Ffrorde, Thursday Next: First Amongst Sequels

Could you please find it in your heart to kill me?

Thu, 10 Jan 2008 03:29:58 GMT

I just did laundry.

I offered to do Kyle's for him too since he had class.

I somehow missed a sharpie marker in my apron. It didn't come apart in the wash, the wash was fine, no, I didn't know about it til I took the wash out of the dryer...where it HAD come apart and done it's damage.

I would curl up and disappear right now if I could.

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Fossil Fuels

Wed, 02 Jan 2008 04:30:49 GMT

Plants died
Becoming coal
Becoming diamonds
Diamonds paired with promises of forever
Dinosaurs died
Becoming oil
Oil that's processed
So I can get from here to there
Plants and dinosaurs they live on
But I wonder
When you die
Do you think
You'll be anything
Do anything
Anything at all?

2/23/07

It's A Long Way Down

Wed, 02 Jan 2008 04:22:57 GMT

It's a long way down
And there are rocks
Jagged edges quietly waiting
It's a long way down
And you'll be Graded
They're waiting to see how well you'll land
It's a long way down
So enjoy the view
Because I promise it won't last
It's a long way down
So many cheered your uphill climb
So many more beg for blood and await your fall
It's a long way down
It's a long way down
It's a long way...

2/23/07

Hysteria is only possible with an audience.

Fri, 28 Dec 2007 18:48:49 GMT

Three a.m. Christmas eve I woke up to the reality that a wicked-bad cold had taken possession of me while I had slept. Due to general misery I got up and stayed up. I worked what felt like 7 and a half weeks (really, it was just 6 to 2:30), and then walked over to the drug store to see if there was anything that might alleviate some of the copious yuck I was feeling. Shortly thereafter, Barb showed up, so that I could follow her to her place. Out here in Washington I can get to work and back and not much else, hence the need for me to be lead.

Christmas eve at Barb's was fun despite my cold getting worse and worse. I was able to ignore what the stupid germs were doing to me, because it was just nice to have fun, and company, and be with a good friend for the holiday. Barb's cat Chai even sort of made friends with me, which was cool. Sadly, Macchi never came out of hiding, but she's super shy and a bit of a scaredy cat, so yeah.

I went home Christmas eve night and died...no, wait...it just felt like I died. When I woke up Christmas day I made some coffee and had some of that cold relief stuff and felt okay-ish for a few hours, but by late morning I was beginning to realize I did not have a cold, nope, what I had was the flu. I spent Christmas day lying on the floor in my living room on a pile of blankets, covered by another pile of blankets watching "Wonderfalls" on dvd (which I can't recommend enough. It's pure magic, people!) while getting sicker and sicker (I apologize if sicker isn't a real and proper word, whether it is or not, for the purposes of this post I'm using it).

Thursday I was supposed to work, but I called in instead. I never call in. I think only once in the last couple years have I called in, and that was on account of a migraine that sent me to the ER. So yes, I was really really miserable. Despite not wanting to move, or breathe, or anything that day I was out of medicine and almost out of Kleenex, so I forced myself to go out and get stuff, only to crumple back into a pile on the floor when I returned.

Yesterday I had off, which was for the best, because I was still very very ill, but there were good things about yesterday as well. I finished watching all of "Wonderfalls". I finally saw the season finale (unless the writer's strike ends and it comes back for more) of "Heroes". I caught up on some of the "My Name is Earl" from this season (Don't judge me. I like the show, alright? It's silly & stupid, and moral & sweet all at the same time. I like it, so please just get over it, thanks. :P ) Best of all, I got to watch the "Dr. Who Christmas Special: Voyage Of The Damned". It. Was. AMAZING. So yeah, there was a bit of good mixed in with the crappiness.

Today, I work. I close. I'm still not feeling the greatest, but I'm miles away from how bad I've been the last two days. I just need to get through this evening, and then I have tomorrow off.

I really need to find a post office, or a FedEx place, or UPS, or whatever, so I can send my box of Christmas gifts to my mom. She's going to play santa and divvy out the gifts to all my family back home.

Kyle shows up next week, so I've also got to get directions to and back from Seatac. It was disastrous (to put it politely) last time for me, so I'm seriously hoping to make this trip to the airport and back as painless as possible.

I guess I'm still fairly cloudy and out of it, because I can't think of anything else to say or how to end this post. Basically, if you read all this, well thanks for taking the time to listen, and I hope you're doing well as the New Year approaches.

Peace and Love Folks,

Red

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You are so wonderfully kind.

Mon, 24 Dec 2007 12:28:00 GMT

To one Ms. deirdre_c, thank you for the cup of cocoa and the well wishes that accompanied it. You are truly made of awesome. :D *bear hug*

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Dear Brother, I will love you for forever and then more

Fri, 14 Dec 2007 19:09:22 GMT

Last night I reminded mom that Supernatural was going to be new, and that she best watch it. While we were on the phone she was all, "Ooo this looks like a scary one...(wait for it)...oh wait, they're all scary" *shakes head and laughs* Oh how I love you, Mom. I let her go so she could focus on watching it, but half way through she calls me to tell me, "Oh you're really gonna like this one a lot, it's a good one" and then "But have some kleenex handy". Get you're minds out of the gutter people, she meant it had the potential to be a tearjerker. :P

So mom's pretty accurate with what will and won't affect me.

[This next bit's cut for spoilers, not that's they're particularly spoilery, but you never know, you know?]

At the end, when Dean returns and the place is decked out (well as decked out as a seedy motel room can be on a budget of zero dollars) and the boys talk and exchange presents (although Dean clearly wasn't expecting to, hence him giving Sammy what he had just picked up for himself, but it was the gesture itself, so yeah), that whole bit right there. It made me cry.

I miss home so much that I actively work against thinking, all day everyday, otherwise I would simply wallow in how much I dislike it here and how much I truly long to go home.

I miss my brothers. Parker's got a girl he likes right now, and I can't even meet her. Josh is doing well in school and just got a new job. Christopher's plugging along finishing up school and figuring out whether he wants to travel some before or after grad school. I miss my brothers...and that stupid show I love made me cry for that exact reason.

Life here so far has been a long succession of unbelievably uncool things happening to me day after day. I'm gonna skip all the bad stuff. It feels indulgent and unnecessary to go on about all that, and honestly, the list of things would have most people thinking I was making it up, because realistically, no one's luck is this bad...well, almost no one's. *shrugs*

The brighter than bright spot here is Barb. When I talk to Barb on the phone, or get a chance to hang out with her it reminds me of all the good stuff in life, and everything makes sense, at least for a little while. Thank God for Barb. She took me to this extremely cool little restaurant the other day. They cut their own fries, they bake their own bread, and they make the best BLTs EVER! Thank you, Barb, thanks for always being awesome.

But back to Supernatural, To me this episode was like cake, like a present, like something I really needed right now. I loved everything about it. In the end though, Kripke and those Winchester boys owe me, because they went and made me miss my own brothers even more.

In happier news, I should be getting a care package from mom today (yay! comic books!), and tomorrow Barb and I are hanging out, so, you know, good times-good times. :)

How are all of you doing? I seriously want to know.

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One Week Left

Mon, 19 Nov 2007 20:31:57 GMT

Next Monday is it. I fly out of here (Appleton, WI) around noon and head towards my new life in Seattle, WA.

I'm excited and scared all at the same time.

I'm leaving behind everyone I know and love, and sometimes I think I'm crazy.

As of tomorrow my computer will be packed up, and I won't be back online until the first week in December at the earliest. I'll miss you guys terribly. Forgive my absence. I'm sure you understand.

Happy Thanksgiving in advance, and I'll talk to all again real soon.

Peace and Copious Amounts Of Love,
Red

P.S.

Barb, I cannot thank you enough. You have made this move so much more bearable and so much less frightening. I will never be able to thank you enough. *tackle hug*

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Happy Twenty Second Birthday, Kiddo!

Mon, 19 Nov 2007 20:22:56 GMT

Today's my brother Josh's birthday

This is Josh----> <---adorable right? :D

Happy Birthday Josh!

I love you to death, bro. I'm so blessed to have a brother like you. Have The Happiest Of Birthdays, little brother.

Lots of Love Bro,
Red

And Then...

Thu, 08 Nov 2007 04:01:10 GMT

I closed on Monday, meaning I didn't get to see Heroes, but it was taped for me. Parker and I just watched it tonight, and somewhere near what I assume was the end of the episode, it just cut out.

Can any of you fine folks out there fill us in on anything we might have missed?

Claire's mom tells Noah she's met their daughter's boyfriend West, and then... nothing, blue-screen and static. Did anything else happen after that? Did we miss anything?

Thanks in advance to anyone who can fill me in. :)

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Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

Mon, 05 Nov 2007 16:44:31 GMT

...forget Shakespeare, forget Macbeth, I'm talking about Dr. Who! Dr. Who Season 3 comes out on dvd tomorrow, and I'm excited like a little puppy. :D

Other news. I sprained or possible broke my hand/wrist yesterday while packing. Yes, I realize, I am many kinds of lame. Oh wait, Barb told me tell everyone I got this in a fist fight like Jared. Yeah, forget what I previously said, what I meant was, I sprained and or broke my wrist in a fist fight yesterday, yeah that's what happened, um clearly. I visit the doc in an hour or so to see if there's anything they can do to make it less painful. So basically, that's that.

I have indeed found and acquired a new apartment *trumpets sound and the villagers cheer!*, much to the credit of Barb, who plays the role of eyes and ears for me 'til I get to Washington later this month. You are tremendously stupendous, B, I just cannot thank you enough. <3

I also bought my plane ticket yesterday. It's funny how having a plane ticket purchased makes this whole move suddenly real for me. It's odd the things that click for a person.

I have been packing up stuff like a mad man and my mom has been a huge help. She likes to play the roll of box taper. She's a menace with that roll of packaging tape in her hands, and I love her for it.

Mel, your package goes out today or tomorrow, depending on my doctor's appointment and work, but rest assured it goes out today or tomorrow, and no later than that.

Maygra, I sent out a package to you, keep your eyes peeled for it some time this week. When I packed it, I accidentally set aside half of the things that were meant to go to you, and realized this after I got home from Fed Ex, so you have another package coming to you shortly. *is dork*

Okay, that's all the time I have for chatting. I hope you folks are good (Max, feel better baby, okay?)

Peace & Love,

Red

[Update]
So as I was driving to my doctor's appointment I started taking my bandage off (yes as I was driving :P ), and I decided that, though it is still very sore, my wrist is not broken or anything of the kind, and therefore not worth wasting my doctor's or my time.

Before anyone lectures me, let me just say, I'll be fine, honest. ;)

This Just In...

Mon, 29 Oct 2007 06:07:55 GMT

Barb, you are awesomely awesome x one billion. Never ever change.

P.S.

If you end up going to "Sonics", please let them know I have the entire series of Alias on dvd, and therefore, I would make an excellent addition to their ~~collective of government spies~~ serving staff. ;)

Whoops

Mon, 29 Oct 2007 05:33:19 GMT

So I realized this evening that there were typos here and there in the poems I posted today (although in my defense, I typed all 17 of those up in under an hour and a half while people were talking to and distracting me, etc.).

Anyway, I fixed all the typos (or at least I believe so, it's late so I'll have to re-read them all in the morning), the point is, I fixed the flubs and I'm sorry for the goof-ups in the first place. If you took the time to even glance at them, well thanks, it's appreciated.

Peace

Completely Unheard Of

Sun, 28 Oct 2007 19:35:16 GMT

In a uber-rare moment, possibly one never to be repeated, I sat down and posted 17 poems over at my other journal sidewalkpoet. Feel free to go and check them out if you are so inclined.

Thanks & Love,

Red